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May. 3rd, 2006 12:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaTitle: Flowers and Candy
Pairing: Shirota/Aiba
Rating: PG/PG-13
Summary: Shiozawa and Katou are sneaky and mischevious... and work well together.
Blame: Goes to Inori_Sakura
Katou looked over at Shiozawa and raised an eyebrow. Shiozawa shrugged. "I think they're fighting." Katou rolled his eyes. That was obvious. "I think...." Shiozawa mused, brushing his hair out of his face in a gesture Katou couldn't help but think of as 'cute'. "It's because of you." Katou lifted the other eyebrow.
"Me?" He questioned smoothly. He hadn't done anything that he knew of to disrupt the harmony of the Myu's Perfect couple.
"You." Shiozawa said, turning with a small smirk. "I think Aiba-san thinks your competition and amusingly enough, Shirota-san thinks the same." Katou felt a small smirk appear on his face. How... ironic.
"So... they're fighting... because of me?" Katou stroked his chin a little. Shiozawa brushed the hair out of his face.
"Looks that way." Shiozawa suddenly giggled, an infectious sound.
Katou pinched Shiozawa's cheeks. They were so pudgy and pinchable, half the cast had done it at some point. "What are you thinking?" He questioned. Shiozawa's eyes sparkled with evil mischeif. “I'm thinking.... we should help them out." Shiozawa grinned. "After having some fun of course."
"Sounds entertaining." Katou stated, pulling Shiozawa closer. "Tell me more."
--
Aiba blinked as a bouquet of flowers suddenly filled his vision. Sputtering and pushing the faceful of flowers away he glared at the deliveryboy. Katou smirked slightly. "You don't like them Hiroki?"
Aiba huffed. "Not at all Kazuki-san." Katou was a freind, a *good* freind but Aiba couldn't help but feel a little jealous about the byplay between Katou and his boyfreind.
"Good." Katou said. "Because they're for you." With a smile Katou pressed them into Aiba's hands. "Secret admirer. " He winked. As Katou walked away Aiba stared a little. Secret admirer? The last 'secret' admirer he'd had was Shirota and the fool was terrible at keeping it a secret. With a small smile Aiba took a sniff of the flowers. Maybe the idiot had noticed how upset he was. Though having Katou deliver the flowers was bad taste.
Shirota glared at the innocent bouquet on Aiba's dressing table. Just flowers. Stupid, horrible, flowers. Not even roses! Carnations for crying out loud! Pink ones! But Aiba had been primping (primping!!!!!) the damn things in a vase! And they weren't from him!
Shirota, in his fuming upset state, completely missed Aiba's sly glances. Aiba was really good at sly glances, Shiozawa thought as he watched them. Unless you were looking you didn't notice them. "Who're the flowers from Aiba-san?" Shiozawa asked with a sly smile. Aiba looked at him and shrugged.
"Secret admirer." Aiba was glowing though, it made Shiozawa feel a little guilty. A little. Since Shirota was all but foaming at the mouth though his guilt vanished when the other focused a glare at him.
"Do you know who there from?" Shirota was too good at sounding casual, since Aiba now had secretive look on his face.
"Mmm. Nope!" Shiozawa turned back to his own dressing table, fiddling with the items on his section. Mmm.... there. "Ne, Aiba-san." He held out a small candly. "Lollipop?"
Shirota felt a coronary burst. Flowers.... and candy? Oooh, Shiozawa thought he was sneaky, but he wasn't. Not at all. Aiba made a small face at the lollipop though, Shirota looked at it and smirked. Cherry. Aiba hated cherry.
"No thanks Shiozawa-san." Aiba said, declining the offer. He didn't like cherry candy after all, it stained his teeth. Shiozawa shrugged and popped the candy into his own mouth. Aiba wondered if He looked as obviously seductive when he ate candy... Noticing Shirota's stare in Shiozawa's direction Aiba felt his mood darken.
Shirota glared. Hard. Shiozawa was trying to sedice his Aiba! His! No one else's Aiba! Only his Aiba! It made the primal part of Shirota's brain shreik in primative gibberish. "Enjoying that lollipop Hide-kun?" He questioned.
Katou walked up to them, junky white shirt on and headband keeping his hair up. "Ne, Hiroki." He held out a small lemon drop. "You look hungry."
Aiba looked over at Katou and pondered that. "Thanks Kazuki-san." He said, and popped the lemon drop into his mouth. Ha, Shirota had better be watching him. Pursing his lips he sucked on the sour candy.
Shirota felt another blood vessel explode. Katou too! The world was against him! They were all after his Aiba! The road to true love never ran smooth of course.... Shirota would just have to steal Aiba away. Katou looked over at him and walked over. “You okay Yuu? You look ill?” Katou bent down and stared at him.
“I’m fine.” Shirota stated with a goofy grin. “Buuuuuut, I could use some TLC!” He loped his arms around Katou’s neck with a grin. All he was thinking though was 'not Katou’s Aiba, my Aiba!'
Aiba glared at the obvious fans service and snorted. “The camera’s not even in here guys.” He fluffed his hair with one hand, pushing the lemon drop around his mouth.
“Still Aiba-san, it’s good to practice right?” Shiozawa said, twirling his hair and giving a few soft ‘nfu’s’. Aiba wondered how the other made the noise. It didn’t sound natural.
“Maybe you and Adachi-san should practice?” Shiozawa said sweetly and Shirota let go of Katou to snap his head to look at him.
Adachi was after his Aiba too? Nooooo! The inhumanity of it all. Aiba shrugged and said something that sounded like he was heading off to find Adachi presumably. Shirota stood, brushing past Katou.
“Going somewhere loverboy?” Katou questioned with a small chuckle. Shiozawa was snorting and snickering behind his hand. Shiozawa ignored them, stalking after Aiba.
--
Aiba found himself pulled into a convenient closet. It was amazing how many of those there were at the Tenimyu backstage. He blinked and looked up at Shirota as the other bent and kissed him. Aiba kissed back, sliding arms around Shirota’s neck and momentarily forgetting that he had been mad at the other for flirting with Katou. As they broke the kiss Aiba panted and blinked.
“Hey! You stole my lemon drop!” Shirota grinned and flicked his tongue, the slip of yellow candy sitting on it.
“Come get it?” Shirota grinned.
Outside the door Katou and Shiozawa smirked.... and casually jammed the lock.
Pairing: Shirota/Aiba
Rating: PG/PG-13
Summary: Shiozawa and Katou are sneaky and mischevious... and work well together.
Blame: Goes to Inori_Sakura
Katou looked over at Shiozawa and raised an eyebrow. Shiozawa shrugged. "I think they're fighting." Katou rolled his eyes. That was obvious. "I think...." Shiozawa mused, brushing his hair out of his face in a gesture Katou couldn't help but think of as 'cute'. "It's because of you." Katou lifted the other eyebrow.
"Me?" He questioned smoothly. He hadn't done anything that he knew of to disrupt the harmony of the Myu's Perfect couple.
"You." Shiozawa said, turning with a small smirk. "I think Aiba-san thinks your competition and amusingly enough, Shirota-san thinks the same." Katou felt a small smirk appear on his face. How... ironic.
"So... they're fighting... because of me?" Katou stroked his chin a little. Shiozawa brushed the hair out of his face.
"Looks that way." Shiozawa suddenly giggled, an infectious sound.
Katou pinched Shiozawa's cheeks. They were so pudgy and pinchable, half the cast had done it at some point. "What are you thinking?" He questioned. Shiozawa's eyes sparkled with evil mischeif. “I'm thinking.... we should help them out." Shiozawa grinned. "After having some fun of course."
"Sounds entertaining." Katou stated, pulling Shiozawa closer. "Tell me more."
--
Aiba blinked as a bouquet of flowers suddenly filled his vision. Sputtering and pushing the faceful of flowers away he glared at the deliveryboy. Katou smirked slightly. "You don't like them Hiroki?"
Aiba huffed. "Not at all Kazuki-san." Katou was a freind, a *good* freind but Aiba couldn't help but feel a little jealous about the byplay between Katou and his boyfreind.
"Good." Katou said. "Because they're for you." With a smile Katou pressed them into Aiba's hands. "Secret admirer. " He winked. As Katou walked away Aiba stared a little. Secret admirer? The last 'secret' admirer he'd had was Shirota and the fool was terrible at keeping it a secret. With a small smile Aiba took a sniff of the flowers. Maybe the idiot had noticed how upset he was. Though having Katou deliver the flowers was bad taste.
Shirota glared at the innocent bouquet on Aiba's dressing table. Just flowers. Stupid, horrible, flowers. Not even roses! Carnations for crying out loud! Pink ones! But Aiba had been primping (primping!!!!!) the damn things in a vase! And they weren't from him!
Shirota, in his fuming upset state, completely missed Aiba's sly glances. Aiba was really good at sly glances, Shiozawa thought as he watched them. Unless you were looking you didn't notice them. "Who're the flowers from Aiba-san?" Shiozawa asked with a sly smile. Aiba looked at him and shrugged.
"Secret admirer." Aiba was glowing though, it made Shiozawa feel a little guilty. A little. Since Shirota was all but foaming at the mouth though his guilt vanished when the other focused a glare at him.
"Do you know who there from?" Shirota was too good at sounding casual, since Aiba now had secretive look on his face.
"Mmm. Nope!" Shiozawa turned back to his own dressing table, fiddling with the items on his section. Mmm.... there. "Ne, Aiba-san." He held out a small candly. "Lollipop?"
Shirota felt a coronary burst. Flowers.... and candy? Oooh, Shiozawa thought he was sneaky, but he wasn't. Not at all. Aiba made a small face at the lollipop though, Shirota looked at it and smirked. Cherry. Aiba hated cherry.
"No thanks Shiozawa-san." Aiba said, declining the offer. He didn't like cherry candy after all, it stained his teeth. Shiozawa shrugged and popped the candy into his own mouth. Aiba wondered if He looked as obviously seductive when he ate candy... Noticing Shirota's stare in Shiozawa's direction Aiba felt his mood darken.
Shirota glared. Hard. Shiozawa was trying to sedice his Aiba! His! No one else's Aiba! Only his Aiba! It made the primal part of Shirota's brain shreik in primative gibberish. "Enjoying that lollipop Hide-kun?" He questioned.
Katou walked up to them, junky white shirt on and headband keeping his hair up. "Ne, Hiroki." He held out a small lemon drop. "You look hungry."
Aiba looked over at Katou and pondered that. "Thanks Kazuki-san." He said, and popped the lemon drop into his mouth. Ha, Shirota had better be watching him. Pursing his lips he sucked on the sour candy.
Shirota felt another blood vessel explode. Katou too! The world was against him! They were all after his Aiba! The road to true love never ran smooth of course.... Shirota would just have to steal Aiba away. Katou looked over at him and walked over. “You okay Yuu? You look ill?” Katou bent down and stared at him.
“I’m fine.” Shirota stated with a goofy grin. “Buuuuuut, I could use some TLC!” He loped his arms around Katou’s neck with a grin. All he was thinking though was 'not Katou’s Aiba, my Aiba!'
Aiba glared at the obvious fans service and snorted. “The camera’s not even in here guys.” He fluffed his hair with one hand, pushing the lemon drop around his mouth.
“Still Aiba-san, it’s good to practice right?” Shiozawa said, twirling his hair and giving a few soft ‘nfu’s’. Aiba wondered how the other made the noise. It didn’t sound natural.
“Maybe you and Adachi-san should practice?” Shiozawa said sweetly and Shirota let go of Katou to snap his head to look at him.
Adachi was after his Aiba too? Nooooo! The inhumanity of it all. Aiba shrugged and said something that sounded like he was heading off to find Adachi presumably. Shirota stood, brushing past Katou.
“Going somewhere loverboy?” Katou questioned with a small chuckle. Shiozawa was snorting and snickering behind his hand. Shiozawa ignored them, stalking after Aiba.
--
Aiba found himself pulled into a convenient closet. It was amazing how many of those there were at the Tenimyu backstage. He blinked and looked up at Shirota as the other bent and kissed him. Aiba kissed back, sliding arms around Shirota’s neck and momentarily forgetting that he had been mad at the other for flirting with Katou. As they broke the kiss Aiba panted and blinked.
“Hey! You stole my lemon drop!” Shirota grinned and flicked his tongue, the slip of yellow candy sitting on it.
“Come get it?” Shirota grinned.
Outside the door Katou and Shiozawa smirked.... and casually jammed the lock.
